Which house do you think Willy Wonka was in at Hogwarts?




and just so i am not a liar and look like i was trolling for comments
How many of you GUYS out there really like having your dick sucked? i have long been led to believe that a blow job is one of the most wonderful of things and yet i cannot give one away.

it would not be big enough right now.

Maggots - http://akirashima.livejournal.com/867188.html
dead plants
lights burned out on half my tanks it seems
hit myself SQUARE on the big infected fucking sore on my leg with my own fucking cane on the way to get Neosporin!
found all kinds of shit so far i did not give permission to use in the packed stuff
MY CAMERA IS MISSING!!!!!!!!!!! AND I NEED TO PHOTOGRAPH THE STUFF FOR THE WPAFW! AND MY OTHER CAMERA BATTERY IS DEAD!
MORE FUCKING CATERPILLARS!
MY FUCKING MINT DIED! how the fuck does that even happen. MINT IS LIKE THE FUCKING GREAT DARK HORDE FOR FUCKS SAKE!
My foot hurts in ways it has never hurt before
that fucking wisdom tooth suddenly started throbbing! today. over a year since it started trying to escape my mouth!
Cannot find my fucking phone charger! it is probably hanging out with my motherfucking awol camera!
did i mention MAGGOTS!!!!!!! OMFG I HATE MAGGOTS!
SOme fucktard on RandomPictures group with Fatties need not apply! then acts like it was no big thing and fat people just take offense to everything! FUCK YOUR MOTHER WITH A SEEPING SEPTIC DEAD DONKEY DICK! PEOPLE LIKE YOU ARE WHY I ONLY GO OUT VERY LATE A NIGHT TO WALK FOR EXERCISE YOU FUCKING FUCKNIPPLEDICKSHIT AND THEN.. AND THEN... I AM BLOCKED FROM COMMENTING! SUCK MY FUCKING UNUSED LEFT TESTICLE YOU PISS INFECTED CUM BUBBLE!!


Oh and i guess there was an update i did not get with my friend Joel that i guess the doctor's newest prognosis is he is getting worse with the heart problems. just a rumour right now but HOLY DOGCOCK!


yes i am angry and yes i am bitching cause this is all far to much shit to deal with all at once when i am still so fucking tired and in deep fucking pain. and of course most every single pain releiver i have ever used is like fucking candy. i mean about 30 advil at once will help for a little while but i am led to understand that that may be a BIT much to take at once.... FUCK FUCK FUCK!

also coming home to hug on ferrets to be reminded that Lillith is dead has also not fucking helped me at fucking all.

since i have gotten home i have not really heard from anyone. locally or online. i do not get many responses to most journals here or on LJ but i think between them both i have had 2 for everything i have posted since i got home. i think if i was not kinda having a post Pennsic funk this would not be so bothersome but it is. I kinda feel like i was gone for a bit over two weeks and simply forgotten.

http://news.sciencemag.org/sciencen.....ed-insect.html

http://io9.com/5861630/fairy-wasps-.....tag=entomology

i am trying to find the article that went into thew other changes and the one on the tiny spiders that have their brain in their legs and some other ones i found in a related article spree but this should be enough for the moment. while i recover and figure out how to walk again.

that my right foot feels like i have stigmata only with a rail road spike and not a roman nail.

you win again Pennsic. i am going to go lay down

Pennsic has been well Pennsic.
Thunderstorm on first day knocked out power and therefore registration since it went all electronic this year. this caused unbeleivable delays in people getting in. up to 6 hours from some accounts (which came from Troll itself so i am inclined to believe it. and well people i know like Tristan took 4 hours in line)

the camp next to us that has been chaffing against our being moved onto the block when they moved Heralds Point to our old camping spot were much like they have been. asshats. Unfortunately things did not get brought up to Land or it would have been done with since they broke rules set by the Coopers themselves (the people that own the huge camp that Pennsic takes place at) like making it very hard to get to the water source near our camp. I also noted that they have Permanent holes hidden in the camp. from what i read this is also not to be. but they may have permission for it. i have no idea. but these things should be noted

there were some people i really wanted to see more of i did not get to see much of at all.

rain was often and hard. got hailed on once. but i ate that. :) much to the amusement of those watching from the Showerhouse Porch. Personally i usually love rain but at Pennsic it is a Bitch. tents leak on occasion. high winds can flatten them and did. and our store of course sells art. Art on paper does not like the rain. This year we did a good job of keeping the rain from getting in fromt eh top so it came in like a burrowing army and up through the floor. making the carpets for a time feel like walking on a water bed. then it just gave us a lake in the middle of the floor.

I kept lucking out with finding disability cart services. they always seemed to be just where i needed them at the right time. which was good cause HOLY FUCK walking is torture anymore. it must have been nasty to watch since people were trying to find me a mobility scooter this year so i could go places. I know i am getting pretty tired of always being crippled up. walking gets harder and harder all the damn time.

Also it was a good thing Tristan hired workers. cause i know now as i sit here in the morning. feet filled with fire and pain and legs like noodles. and a body full of aches that i would have been mostly useless. I hate that more than i can ever convey. Though at least Oger now sorta knows how i feel. he injured himself and was beating himself up for being useless. and now i know how others feel when they see me hurting myself trying to do everything. well at least some people. he twisted and sprained his knee and was more fucked up than i for a while. it did make me feel at least less than useless to be able to do something for him. a tiny bit of the old me i guess. to be semi useful again. it was good even if i could not do to much for him.

we still need to go back to site this morn since Ogers stuff is still there since he was my ride to Pennsic and while i had little to take i had a bit to bring back. two frikken loads vs a half load up. I feel like shit for that. it was a bunch of stuff from the store and stuff for the WPAFW but still it caused him pain and inconvenience to do so. I have thanked him many times but it does not feel like enough.

The heat this year was hot enough on a few days to have killed a bunch of the fish i took for the pond. the powerful pump for the fountain (coupled with idiot fish that decided they HAD to see what was on the other side of the pump cage) and birds made it that i had ONE survivor. but he is in the home pond now. so he is safe.

made a few good barters. got some neat stuff. Got Dave/Roxanne a seriously huge and awesome Pyrite Cube. it is such a perfect crystal. only one very very very tiny attachment break. the rest is just shiny cube. Also got a Thunder Pony Shirt for him.

Also no dick for me. though again LOTS of frustration. just scads of it.

there is more. lots more but i am still so damn tired. I should eat something and maybe lay back down for a hour or so before we leave again.

is wrong.

been bsuting my ass to get packed for pennsic tonight. supposed to be storms of a big way coming through. bad enough i got informed by my storm chaser friend he will be arriving any time now for them. YAY. so yeah.

let me begin. today was JUST hot enough to make me sick. but i pushed. and got disoreinted and sick to my stomach and my muscles felt like i had the flu and the pain everywhere was just ramped up. decide i should cook while in the midst of packing. NOTHING ON THE STOVE WILL LIGHT. for me. Lit for Others. got so pissed i tossed the whole fucking pot of water in the sink and left. kinda really feeling the hunger now at 3:30am

so i packed more. broke things. found things. got hurt by things. reached up to get something and felt something go very very wrong with my shoulder. now it hurts to lift my shoulder at all. still keep packing. still keep moving cause the weather says the storms would begin by now. so i kept at it kept at it. still feeling the sickness of the heat. i get everything out the door. down the very accursed steps. just so you know at the best of times steps feel like taking a baseball bat to my legs and a knife to my foot and calf. that is doing any single step. ramps and inclines are far easier. steps hurt so fucking bad. so by this point i am really hurting. but good news the storms will not hit til 5 am now YAY! so i go down to the garage to set up where i am going to put things. it is filled with shit. stuff is everywhere. for some reason BOXES OF GARBAGE. so i am already pissed at this point so i am all like ok they are all cardboard i will burn them in the fire pit like normally used to do. and have on occaasion since along with other fires. No big thing. start fire. it is taking forever to get going so i go down to put away another thing. come back and feel sprinkles on me. FUCK RAIN. Nope BURNED GARDENHOSE! ironically spraying EVERYTHING BUT THE FIRE! you know my art and stuff i am packing. FUCK FUCK FUCK i stomp out the fire that shot out of the fire pit since the hose will not do shit. try to turn off hose. hose is all fuck you. i am soak my shit is wet. finally get it out after twisting my arm and being out of breath and in insane pain since i twisted my shoulder and arm at this point and ran the steps to get to the hose thing. i am pissed as hell. Kelson comes out. he is going to watch the next fucking box that needs to die so i can live. it explodes too! in the opposite fucking direction catching the heavy duty plastic car ramp thing on fire! YAY! more fire. Kelson panicked a bit and threw it around. i told him to toss the water on it. he ran in the house for some as i grabbed the nearby bucket and doused it. now there is wood everywhere but hey. it is out.boxes are dead he can now help me get shit to the garage. nice and... what was that flash... OMFG HUGE ASS FUCKING STORM COMING. amazingly we got everything in the fucking garage in time. it is non stop thunder out there and loud rain i am going to go out in in a few. as soon as i can stand again. Oh and i gouged my leg on a rock and had something stab me while moving shit....


this year has sucked so much fucking ass. I better be pre paying on my Karma One card...i better get all the sex at pennsic or find the ark of the covenant in a bargin bin or maybe the Spear Of Longinus tied to the end of the Compliant Staff for the Monkey King with duct tape or something at this point.

http://www.furaffinity.net/view/7321933/

i am so serious here. this shit is amazing. I love it. and i have no idea why

http://gawker.com/5928651/mary-popp.....n-the-ceremony

The Times reports that Voldemort's arrival "will coincide with dozens of Dementors—creatures that feed off human happiness—streaming into the arena from all directions and scaring the children," because that's what Britain is all about.

http://pittsfurghers.livejournal.co.....5.html#t281197

he is no longer worth any time or effort. it was amusing at first and he did have a point but trying to get him to stop the hate and drama just became to much for him. I tried to give a solution. a good solution i thought. i even posted a plea for him to get what he was looking for in a way that might bring about a solution. well reading that above link (new journal not the old) is my attempt and you can see his response.


this is kinda therapeutic. though disappointing as well. it did keep thoughts of Lilith at bay but those are crashing back in right now as i am trying to clean and pack for pennsic. Cleaning always does this to me. it is like some sort of semi productive self torture. all the voices and bad things come to me when i do this.

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/.....n_1693375.html


FUCK YOU WBC! OMG I JUST NEARLY BROKE A TOOTH IN RAGE FROM MY JAW CLENCHING SO BAD. FUCK YOU FUCK YOU KBJHWTRLK BOLGI46BNH VIUT4HV 9O4UHTVIOU HVITUJHB T4IHBVWTIH BVSGK,VJHELIVHSET IHETBLIVJHENB ILB LI

GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

if it was not for the fact that your hatred has inspired such acts as even the KKK making sure you could not protest at a black soldiers funeral i would personally burn you all as a prelude to the fire that Surely Await you. If there is a Christian Hell you can bet you will be in it. They may already be moving others out of it just to make special room for you.

Buddha Bless You

especially after yesterday and the fact that i am still wanting to do stupid shit but sometimes i just want to hit someone with a Clue by Four.

http://pittsfurghers.livejournal.com/162602.html

STIR DRAMA SHIT STORM STIR!


i started out in the comments trying to say OK here is where you are being a troll and here is where you could have improved. this of course degenerated and i will admit my last response is kinda pure anger. i still reigned it in. i did not scream what i wanted too. but then he did hit the sore spot of referring to everyone else as crazy hillbillies against the Government. and other things and referred to his enhanced Income bracket.

fuck you. i may be poor but i do not designate others as below me and dangerous to my business and political life and then bitch cause i cannot play their reindeer games. and that they need to change.


FUCKBITCHSHITDICKLIVERFUCKNUGGET

i am just going to go make a salad or something and try to get the repeating image of Lilith dead on the road out of my mind cause it is making me even more crazy than i already am.

dead on the fucking road. smashed beyond belief and about probably five minutes dead. I have been weaving back and forth through the neighborhood and then checking a burrow that was close to the house and then would go through the house just in case she was in here and then rinse lather repeat. I though for a few about a half hour ago YAY i came back to the burrow and the food was nomed. maybe it was her. so i was wondering around making an ever wider spiral. then i was near the pizza shop and i say a greyish fuzzy lump in the road. i waited until the near never ending traffic stopped for a few seconds and recognized her paw amoung the smash. the blood was fresh. it had just happened. I had been searching for her since before ten am.

I even at one point passed out on the fucking porch i had gotten so tired from looking for her. just for a few.

if only i was not so crippled and sick all the time maybe i would have gotten to her in time. I know my mate is never going to forgive me. i know i won't.

right now i am trying to just not go and take an entire bottle of something and wander off. cause i really really feel like i should. or something. i deserve what she got. not her. I would not be surprised if i get tossed away for this.

i cannot even cry cause i have been doing it all day while looking for her. i have been so panicked and desperate all damn day. running myself til my blood sugar ran out and nearly dropped me several times but it was not good enough. i can never do good enough. everything i do fails so fucking hard. All because i get sick in the heat and needed the fucking door open so i could get some sort of cooler air in the basement where i live.

it is all my fucking fault. i deserve nothing but pain for this.

Sometime during the night the Ferrets opened the fucking cage and got out. Then they got out. as in outside cause it is so fucking hot in here i had the one door propped open to get some cooler air in the house. as i cannot afford the air conditioner except on really really hot days. Only Aku did not get out. but i know at least one ferret did get out since they left a present on the steps. I have done two walks of the blocks around here. i am sick as hell with worry and heat and all the ID chips in the world mean nothing if they never find them.

Please pray or do whatever that we find our babies.

I have been trying so hard to stay positive of late. and so much has been wearing me down and making me so stressed and sick and angry. now this. I just want my babies back. Also pray that if anyone else finds the old psycho bitch Charlie that she is to tired or something to actually kill them. there is a reason she is referred to as the evil ferret.

EDIT

Charlie has been found. Lillith is still out there somewhere. Honestly Brahma. you can fucking kill my kidneys for fun and profit and put me in a hospital if you just bring her back. let us find her please.

1: Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed?
Usually closed. but sometimes i leave them open so i can get out easier when i have to pee/devour a child

2: Do you take the shampoos and conditioner bottles from hotel?
Bitch please. Like i stop there.

3: Do you sleep with your sheets tucked in or out?
I am happy if the bed is not on fire.

4: Have you ever stolen a street sign before?
more than i care to say. it is the only way to effectively change your own sign and streets do not care if you take their signs. today i am a Scorpio! and the street down the way no longer has a birthday

5: Do you like to use post-it notes?
I prefer staple it to someones face notes

6: Do you cut out coupons but then never use them?
no but i will pull out the ones on the magical red blinking light things at stores.

7: Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of a bees?
hmmm well i have already been kinda attacked by both. the Bear only wanted to violate me though. and i have met some bears i really would not mind being violated by or violating. :)

8: Do you have freckles?
At least until they pay the ransom

9: Do you always smile for pictures?
I do not always smile for pictures but when i do i always use creepy uncle rape face

10: What is your biggest pet peeve?
That would be Sgt. Pepper. he is 12 hands at the shoulder and weighs 86938 stone. I am so proud of him

11: Do you ever count your steps when you walk?
I can count to potato

14: Do you ever dance even if there’s no music playing?
Wait wut? there are moments when no music plays?

15: Do you chew your pens and pencils?
paint brushes, coloured pencils, quills, erasers, canvases, sketchbooks, tables, people modeling,

16: How many people have you slept with this week?
does sleeping in a mass open grave count?

17: What size is your bed?
How rude! besides it is not the size that counts. or at least that is what people with really disappointed looks on their faces tell me

18: What is your Song of the week?
Kill your family.

19: Is it okay for guys to wear pink
depends on their skin tone. I mean yeah all colours are pretty but you have to consider the colour palate of the skin as well. it could look like shit and make you look pale as hell or just Off and then there are shades of pink.

20: Do you still watch cartoons?
yes. you never know when the uprising will come

21: What’s your least favourite movie?
Holla if i Kill you

22: Where would you bury hidden treasure if you had one?
SO THAT IS WHAT THIS QUESTIONNAIRE IS ABOUT THEN HUH! TRYING TO FIND MY TREASURE! THOSE MEDDLESOME KIDS AND THAT DOG OF THEIRS PAID THE PRICE FOR THAT SHIT. ALL BUT ONE OF THEIR HEADS DECORATE MY LAWN AS A WARNING TO OTHERS NOW. BUT NOT THE ONE THAT THEY CALLED SHAGGY. oh no. not him. he still lives. chained in my basement for my amusement. and a made a throw rug from his Dog. and a puppet from it's head.

23: What do you drink with dinner?
Fluids. Solids go down hard and gasses just leave me belchy

24: What do you dip a chicken nugget in?
Hydrofluoric acid for it's crimes against Humanity

25: What is your favourite food?
SUSHI! and McDonalds

26: What movies could you watch over and over and still love?
The list in Nigh endless. To Wong Fu and Avengers and Labyrinth and Futurama movies and such top the list

28: Were you ever a boy/girl scout?
No but i had sex with some. Eagles Scouts are good in bed.

29: Would you ever strip or pose nude in a magazine?
Fangoria would have me i guess.

30: When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper?
1829 which i remember like it was yesterday. since it for me was yesterday. Honestly i have no idea how the hell you people can live in linear time. I cannot wait to see your faces in a few months

31: Can you change the oil on a car?
Only if it really wants to change.

32: Ever gotten a speeding ticket?
Once. which is funny since i do not drive. but the one time i was covered in Non stick frictionless lube....

33: Ever ran out of gas?
No... sadly no... my ass is a renewable resource

34: Favourite kind of sandwich?
The Double Feast at Subway with so many veggies the fucker cannot even conceive of closing without exposure to the gravity of a singularity

35: Best thing to eat for breakfast?
Cock meat sandwiches with lots of daddy mayo

36: What is your usual bedtime?
when i go to sleep

37: Are you lazy?
No but i damn well feel like the laziest person in the world cause of pain

38: When you were a kid, what did you dress up as for Halloween?
various superheors and later my neighbors as i wore their skins.

39: What is your Chinese astrological sign?
Rat-Pig. i was born on the night of chinese new year final day when the signs change.

40: How many languages can you speak?
English ,and a little of Japanese and spanish and cat and Aklo and pittsburghese and redneck and ebonics and advertisement double speak

41: Do you have any magazine subscriptions?
Better homes and dungeons.

42: Which are better legos or lincoln logs?
TINKERTOYS!

43: Are you stubborn?
GLARE

44: Who is better...Leno or Letterman?
i have not seen them in a death match so i have no idea

45: Ever watch soap operas?
I was addicted to Santa Barbara when i was in High school cause they had this utterly awesome storyline going on with Voodoo vs Native American Magic (i am so not fucking kidding here. i mean yeah i am everywhere else in this mostly but i am dead serious about this shit) and it was awesome as hell then all of the sudden it stopped and they got new people playing some of the parts and the new actors sucked like a death row convict at a crack in the gas chamber door and i stopped watching it.

46: Are you afraid of heights?
afraid is such an understatement really

47: Do you sing in the car?
no but i do sing them to sleep and give them love skritches behind the rear view mirrors.

48: Do you sing in the shower?
yes and woe to the person that catches my lyrics for only madness lies there.

49: Do you dance in the car?
I undulate

50: Ever used a gun?
Yes. but i left taxi money on the stand.

51: Last time you got a portrait taken by a Photographer?
i am not sure if he was a photographer professionally but he did steal the portrait of me in my ancestral castle/ruin by the sea

52: Do you think musicals are cheesy?
they give cheese a bad name


53: Is Christmas stressful?
Only when there is no snow... then i stress out. I need snow.

54: Ever eat a pierogi?
I do happen to live in Western PA. thats like asking a southerner if they have ever had sweet tea

55: Favourite type of fruit pie?
Rhubarb - berry

56: Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid?
in order. God. police man, lawyer, judge, artist, fireman, God, Artist, Translator, GOD, God Artist.

57: Do you believe in ghosts?
thats like asking if i believe in gravity. as to what exactly they may be precisely is not yet determined and will not be for a while until we know what we are looking for though i bet it possibly has to do with transitional matter. we are finding that there are things that are invisible to us all the time that need special conditions to see. and finding that some things already have ways to see them. like mantis shrimp and seeing polarized spin light. we only theorized it might exist and then found out that mantis Shrimp use it to get their fuck on. i think there will also be many different reasons for Ghosts. like some will be endless lopping moments that for some reason are just playing out over and over and some will be actual people that are just slightly out of phase with us and some will be other things that perhaps even my great mind cannot yet conceive.

58: Ever have a Deja-vu feeling?
All the fucking time.

59: Take a vitamin daily?
I take a handful of them daily

60: Wear slippers?
my talons rip through slippers

61: Wear a bath robe?
i have towels

62: What do you wear to bed?
my skin

63: First concert?
Grateful dead. i was in college and loved it so much i almost just took what was with me right then and there and just got on a bus and left

64: Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart?
Rogers

65: Nike or Adidas?
Flip Flops

66: Cheetos Or Fritos?
skin flakes

67: Peanuts or Sunflower seeds?
Almonds

68: Ever heard of the group Tres Bien?
I did now. and it is your fault

69: Ever taken dance lessons?
at pennsic i learned to belly dance

70: Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing?
being married to god and being a stay at home god of fire.

71: Can you curl your tongue?
can i try it on your dick

72: Ever won a spelling bee?
Yes. and he was cute for a while but having conversations in spelling get hard after a while

73: Have you ever cried because you were so happy?
yes i blubbered like a clubbed humpback when first got a relationship. of course i was 26 by then.

74: Own any record albums?
Yup

75: Own a record player?
not yet. but SOON

76: Regularly burn incense?
as offerings to Brahma and Ganesha and Nephertem yes.

77: Ever been in love?
Yes.

78: Who would you like to see in concert?
Turku

79: What was the last concert you saw?
Turku

80: Hot tea or cold tea?
Iced to within an inch of absolute zero please

81: Tea or coffee?
Tea. preferably green tea with jasmine

82: Sugar or snickerdoodles?
DICKS

83: Can you swim well?
Yes. part and parcel of what whole Deep One thing

84: Can you hold your breath without holding your nose?
Yes but when you have gills...

85: Are you patient?
sometimes

86: DJ or band, at a wedding?
I will personally find the spells to bring back Queen and have them play the wedding march from Flash Gordon

87: Ever won a contest?
i just won the BMI contest and came in NUMBER ONE IN THE WORLD.

88: Ever have plastic surgery?
Only if you count having molten plastic drip on me

89: Which are better black or green olives?
they both suck all the ass

90: Can you knit or crochet?
i can macrame

91: Best room for a fireplace?
ALL THE ROOMS!

92: Do you want to get married?
yes

93: If married, how long have you been married?


95: Do you cry and throw a fit until you get your own way?
Only when nothing else works

96: Do you have kids?
a few in the freezer

97: Do you want kids?
roasted but not covered in gold leaf

98: What’s your favourite colour?
neon clear

99: Do you miss anyone right now?
Only cause my sites are off.

Your numbers
Obesity Index
46bmi
BMI is an estimate of how "overweight" or "obese" a person is
National
Above average
You have a higher BMI than 100% of males aged 30-44 in your country
Global
Above average
You have a higher BMI than 100% of males aged 30-44 in the world

from the http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/health-18770328

you hear it on cooking shows now and all over the place. You must have a protein in your diet food lineup. Vegans spout all sorts of shit about how this has more protein than that meat you murdered. or someone saying this or that is a better protein than this or that other thing. none of them of course know shit. There are MANY MANY proteins and they all do different things and are like legos. While it is possible with legos to build something with only one kind of block it is not so with proteins though. and if you think they are all the same then by all means use these ones http://gizmodo.com/5915470/10-of-th.....h?tag=medicine

Good news. i finally got my Curiosity Cabinet / meditation altar cleared off so i can put the right things on it.
Bad news. thats gonna take a while
Good news. After some work i have most of my bedcave cleared out so i can flip the mattress
Bad news. the mattress from all my sweating and such from this hellish heat looks like a homeless persons found mattress. Also my toe claws have ripped the shit out of it with the nightmares i have been having.
Good news. Got to go to the strip district today HORRAY!
Bad news. Got sick from the heat. a whole frikkin mid eighties and i have the stomach problems
Good news. found a few things i was looking for food wise and med wise
Bad news. Still cannot find instant brown Miso soup goo, No cinnamon punch, no shanghai cabbage,
Good news. Found a Really Nice Sounding Meditation bowl
Bad news. was twenty dollars more than i had
Good news. Most of the stores i went in took food stamps
Bad news. Somehow twenty dollars of my food stamps was not there...
Good news. I was going to go look for Parrot Feather. (a water plant) and found it for really cheap at a flower seller.
Even Better News. Not only did i get it cheap but the guy was wanting to get rid of his stock of Water lettuce and Water Hyacinth. i got was would have been almost 150 bucks of plants for 10.
Bad news. found this awesome deal at the Opposite end of the strip from the car. it was fucking heavy.
Worse news. My backyard pond has a swarm of yellow jackets all over it. (and not sure if they are the friendlies or the swarming asshats of death. there are Two seeming tribes of Yellow jackets. One i could rape the nest with a chainsaw and they would be all OK i guess we could redecorate. and the other tribe is OMG YOU STEPPED INTO OUR NEIGHBORS TERRITORY AND NOW YOU MUST DIE! )
Good news. Due to having an overly full freezer we won a huge bag of shrimp. (long story. it was funny though)
Bad News. it took over an hour to de-shell. in this fucking hot ass weather. then needed cooked. in this hot ass weather
Good news. we gamed.
Bad news. i was sick through most of it. still am. so tired but also so so so covered in sweat and horror. Hence the reason my mattress looks like a roadside attraction even through sheets and blankets on the sheets.

have i mentioned i sweat like Niagara Falls. and evidently pump out poisons and toxins and wastes like a malfunctioning DuPont Chemical factory in India.

Please go fuck yourself in a dark corner with a used AIDS infected dildo covered in dirt and broken lightbulbs. and afterwards treat yourself to a muratic acid enema. On Me.

Also take the heat with you. it is obviously bored just laying around here on everything.

or something. tired as fuck. but i slept most of the day since i could not get otu and do anything with anyone. and honestly i was just damn tired. but still now when i am trying to lay down SLEEP ELUDES ME! and cravings gnaw at me. So now i am thinking of gimping too and fro around town til McDonalds opens and i can get me some of that nice iced tea and bring home a bunch of Side salads. which may or may not be possible since i think they may not have those early in the day which would suck BALLS. i want SALAD DAMNIT! and every single grocery store is not only out of walking distance but also not open til the heat of the day and fucking day star rises to fight me to the death yet again. where as McDonalds opens at 5 am and well before the fucking eye of Sauron starts staring me down. cunt nipple replacement therapy!

so yeah feeling the kind of restless that only painful painful wanderings may help with since you know my legs are made of Pure failurite

Also need to find out where the fuck the farmers market is located. since it moved from the location if finally found out about to somewhere i have no clue.

maybe my luck will improve and someone will rape me in the mouth on the way.

http://www.cracked.com/blog/the-4-most-homophobic-comics-ever-created/?wa_user1=4&wa_user2=Weird+World&wa_user3=blog&wa_user4=companion

the comics are rage inducing but the commentary is Hilarious!

So i have been busy/sick since friday.

Friday get check. go buy stuff. find out the local fruit and garden market has A HUGE SALE. buy plants to make up for shitty plants currently planted. heat kind gets to me. feeling ill when i get home. sleep many hours
Saturday get up and shop a little more. Turtles now have a nice big new outdoor place to be. which i will get them into hopefully tonight. heat again sucks. but saw some awesome fireworks, also of interest. have noted something. pretty much ran out of most of my prescription meds at this point. Have not had a SINGLE HIGH BLOOD SUGAR REACTION since... but plenty of low ones. weirdness.
Sunday. slept most of the day. heat makes me hurt bad. the air conditioner even though it was one was freezing up and had long periods of not being on. Someone brought over a movie to watch. had fun with that watched more fire works though kinda shitty ones considering past shows here in town. though considering that there was not going to be any since Ellwood is like the single stingiest place on earth (i have it on good authority that they have this huge surplus o money that they sit on while raising our electricity bills and making us pay not only for recycling but for the bins and garbage bags and now neighborhood clean up) so considering it was almost NO fireworks this was better than that. also found out there is now a chiropractor in the area that is not only supposed to be good but also takes my insurance and may very well be coming to my house for D&D.
Monday. still sore from weekend. had not slept since i woke up sunday. decided to pay bills and mail crap. Post office does not open til 9:30 fucking electrical office does not open til 10:30 am. Nothing else in this fucking city is really open period. if they open on a monday it is usually not until noon. so i went to Burger King and ate a little something but mostly to sit and steal all their water. i was feeling dehydrated form the heat and walk. so things open. it is now 90 degrees. by the time i got out of the post office it was well past that. walking home i got sick. very sick. the sun even as i was trying to avoid it made my skin feel like it was being stabbed. i stopped sweating. this is a fucking 5 block walk.... i get home. strip. sit in front of fan in air conditioning and drink a gallon of liquid. i lay down. sulphur burps... fuck fuck fuck this means my stomach os going to.... ASSPLODE. 1 hour. 1 hour of sitting on the toilet. almost falling asleep since i was so sick and so so so out of it. my legs almost did not work at all. i fell back on the seat twice trying to get back up. i was so exhausted and dehydrated i slept from when i got home minus one hour for bathroom so from 11 am til 4 am. thats when i got up and drank the river dry. when i got up to water the plants bfore the murderous sun killed everything off i found it.

THE IKEBANA BOOK!!!!!!!!!!!!! and my HERBS! OH GLORIOUS DAY! now i sit here typing this out waiting for the oft promised but never seen rain to come.

so i finished unboxing a the last of the plastic totes from the one back room from the flood. you know only two years later. stuck inside with the heat and while i have million things to do i just needed to do this obviously since i got up to go to the bathroom and ended up in the back room hauling boxes out. at one point with the first box i was thinking "WTF how did i end up with this. i still have to pee."

well i unpacked most of them. one will get finished when the heat dies down a bit after dark since it is the ceramic figures i wanted out on the porch facing the yard. stuff like this

https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-.....ana-tanuki.jpg

anyway i also found a LOT of things i have not been able to find. and things i forgot i had. So many good memories. unwrapping buddha after buddha. some i never remember having at all. and other statues and wonderful things. a stick wand someone made me for a long time ago. I swear i have some sort of tactile memory things. things will be so forgotten and then suddenly while holding it it all rushes back. the more i unveiled the happier i got. of course the internet kinda ruined it.* but only for a while. seeing a Precoloumbian jaguar altar model next to Buddha sitting on a brass sages head on a gargoyle while a golden statue of bast looks on like an ancient LOLCAT cuddled up to a medusa head with Kwan Yin and Mother Mary looking on in amusement. Yeah. it makes one happy. I should try to find my camera to take a pic though i have no really good way to offload the thing. and i doubt it would be funny to anyone else. but to me this is all a good thing.

Also found some of my better Ikebana containers. so i am kinda happy about that. may have to go check out that huge book of Ikebana at the library again. OH GOD DO I WANT THAT BOOK. it weighs 18 pounds and is bigger than an average child. (i exaggerate slightly but only slightly. that fucker is HUGE) OMFG OMFG OMFG OMFG OMFG OMFG OMFG THERE IT IS!
http://www.amazon.com/The-Art-Arran...../dp/B0006BN1U4
OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG MUST HAVE IT MUST HAVE IT!

GLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

fuck food must have book

* i am seriously considering giving up the net entirely anymore. i cannot even go to a wiki article without encountering the world of hate and spite that makes me so angry and sick. I have almost gotten myself to not look at comments on articles but still. they just get posted elsewhere anyway.

cause it made me cry. and has been doing that at spots

also Bolin is hot as hell

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j2xMaRVbcXk

thats how i feel anymore about most everything

some big ass mother fucking animal decided to bed down in the ONLY MOTHER FUCKING AREA IN MY YARD THAT WAS NOT DYING OR FUCKED. my flower beds. Not in the insane weeds and grass in the corner where it would probably been better off. No RIGHT IN MY FUCKING FLOWERS.

Also the fucker decided to try to test the power of my grape arbor. and broke it. it can be fixed but it is a two person job.

I have been mostly sick since AC. it has been just over a week and all i have done is sleep most of the time. My muscles feel like i have the Flu. i think it is a big old lack of vitamin K.

also during this time everything tastes like rotten hell.

i know people are tired of hearing me bitch. i know i am. and i live with me. but honestly it is sometimes the only way not to feel worse.